04-09-2019, 11:51 PM
" every scar will build my throne. "
In another life, in another place, his lips would have peeled back into an awful grin as he watched Wolfbane draw closer. But that is not the case and so the only sign of his emotions is the gleeful gleam in his emerald eyes when he watches the creature struggle. Even if he had been successful, though, Vulgaris has learned that his flesh will stitch itself back together and have him good as new within seconds. A blessing, he supposes, but he mostly considers it a curse. No way to scar this ugly face any further.
He keeps his eyes trained on Wolfbane as the king approaches, addressing Castile with only the swivel of a single ear as he questions them. The serpent’s jaws open wide and snap the phlegm from the air so his teeth meet with a loud clap. Nothing could ever be more vile or revolting than him. Finally, he turns his gray head toward the dragon king and offers a brief nod.
“The canary thinks I’ve done Loess some great wrong,” he says with a faint laugh. His wicked eyes turn back to the winged creature at the mention of a challenge as a fire rekindles itself within the viper’s breast. A scramble for the title. An opportunity for gratuitous violence and bloodshed. His tongue slips over those exposed, pointed teeth like he can already taste the tang of copper in his mouth.
“Why would Loess want a little bird posing as a dragon? You can’t even breathe fire when you’re burning up with rage.”
His eyes are glimmering with delight now as he watches closely. A drop of venom already drips from a single fang in the corner of his mouth as he imagines catching a blue and yellow throat between his teeth. He imagines his jaws unhinging with that gut-wrenching snap as he swallows oozing chunks of him whole. Vulgaris wonders if his blood will turn to pink foam all over the serpent’s face if he slings him back and forth like a limp little doll. A shiver runs up his spine.
“What do you think, Castile? Do you want to watch me rip his legs off and make him crawl like a worm?”
VulgariS
I might be away until next week if this does lead to a challenge. Got stuff going on.
